. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Elsa stalked down the hallways of the royal pallace. She was so tired of being the 'evil' sister.Her...sister Anna was a young, naive, innocent, but very beutiful, girl. She always seemed to atract the innaproprietly long stares and licking lips. In all the months after Elsa had opened the gates Anna had no less than 26 suiters each one more hadsome than the last.All had been found lacking by Elsa. Each knight, duke, or lord who wanted Anna's. She and her husband Raj had been going at it pretty heavily lately without any protection, so it wouldn’t surprise her if she was expecting. As she sat in the waiting room, she started daydreaming about the nights when she and Raj had really great sex, which was quite often. They had always had great sex throughout their 17-year marriage. Lost in thought, she heard her name being called. “Vinita.” She followed the nurse into the exam room and took a seat. The nurse asked Vinita a few basic. My medium length blond hair was mussed from the trip. I pulled my 23 inch belly in just a bit below my 37DD breasts."Would Kevin be interested?" I wondered. "Of course," my mind answered. I had never met a guy that didn't want to use me. My hand wandered down to my belly and then lower into the light blond hair between my legs. My 35 inch hips began to move in gentle undulations as my finger touched my clit."Ohhhhhhh God, I need to cum!" I moaned.Laying on the bed my legs opened. My fingers. Mom was giving her half-glasses a good work out as she looked for a few minutes not saying a word but when she spoke, she said,"You dress like your mom, skirt and blouse. I like that." I think it is so nice you take pride in your other side, what name do you go by?" Ramona." I told her."Sounds like a good Italian name, Is that why you picked it?" I like that it sounds Italian and Bob Dylan does a good song about a woman called Ramona."I was very pleased mom liked the pics and that she knew I.